“I remember hearing back when my brother was sick that people who get so sick are often angry.
Angry at their own bodies for failing them.
And it seemed logical.
At the same time, I witnessed how much he changed the way he takes care of his body afterwards.
Being mindful of sleeping patterns, watching what and how and when you consume, how you move, and how you stand still. He changed everything.
At the same time, as the crisis passed, I realized how lucky I am with my body. This resilient, supercharged machine I was gifted can adapt to anything and recovers in seconds.
I also started asking if my body is so lucky to get me.
So from then, I’m treating this relationship as any other important in my life.
There’s a thought every day, how can I make your day a bit better because you have me.
And yes, sometimes it’s something kind. Spa, sauna, gym.
And sometimes, though, it is putting myself on fire, burning bridges, tying me to self-destructive patterns, and making sure I use them as fertile ground to grow better onwards.
Sometimes this fire, as dramatic as it seems, is something that brings calm.
Sometimes you have to walk through the fire, be the fire, to get into the field.
That’s it.”
– Marija
